Chapter 882


    Chapter 882 Not Good Enough


    James sat beside them, and he scoffed. “Well, your mom said she helped out, but I don’t believe it at all.”


    Helen red at him. “What did you say, James? Do you think Minerva is just an ipetent fool? She


    helped me out with everything, and do you see that sd there? She made it herself. Everyone eats


    sd overseas.”


    James sneered. “Well, I’m not overseas, and I don’t like sd. Don’t say I didn’t warn you, but you’re


    gonna get worms in your belly if you eat this stuff.”


    Helen snarled, “Oh, what do you know, you bumpkin? This is healthy food! All the foreigners eat this.”


    James red at her. “Then why don’t you pack up and move overseas? Oh, and don’t cook the meat.


    Eat it raw. I mean, it’s healthy food ording to you.”


    Helen was irritated by that attitude. “That’s just nonsense! You can’t have raw meat! There are parasites


    in there! Vegetables are different! You know nothing, you—”


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    “And you’re an insufferable know-it-all,” James retorted.


    Sasha quickly stepped in. “Alright, stop fighting, you two. Everyone has their preferences. Matthew, let’s


    wash up for now.”


    After they were done washing up, they came back to the table for dinner.


    The sd was sitting right in front of James, but he turned it away without a second look. “Disgusting.”


    He pouted.


    Annoyed, Helen was about to yell at him again, but Minerva stopped her. “It’s normal, Aunt Helen. Only


    young people like us like sd, so why don’t you have some, Matthew?” She pushed the sd to


    Matthew while looking at him expectantly.


    Matthew nced at her for a moment, then he popped a spoonful in his mouth. When Minerva confirmed


    that he had taken a bite with her very own eyes, she was overjoyed.


    Matthew chewed at it a few times, but he shook his head. “It needs more dressing. Give me a second. I’ll


    get some from the kitchen.”


    Matthew then went into the kitchen, leaving Minerva surprised. “Huh? But that’s how I have my sd


    overseas.”


    Helen exined, “Maybe it’s different around here, Minerva. Besides, Matthew likes heavier food. He


    doesn’t really like lighter things like sd.”


    It took Matthew a while, but he eventually came back out with the sd. “Done,” he said.


    Minerva looked at it and pushed the sd to Sasha. “Have a taste, Sasha.”


    Sasha had a bite andmented on it, but she didn’t dwell on the sd that much. Unbeknownst to her,


    Minerva’s eyes were glinting with a cunning gleam. Finally, Minerva convinced Sasha and Matthew to


    finish the whole te.


    Every time they took a bite, the light in Minerva’s eyes glinted brighter. She poured the whole bottle of


    poison into the sd since Wilson told her it would only work at room temperature. I bet the poison’s


    gotten to them now. They’ve finished the whole sd.


    Minerva was delighted. Finally done with the job. Once she had taken the vi area’s project back, she


    could marry Wilson and be the madam of the Lachs. When that came to pass, she could do


    anything she wanted in Eastcliff. I’ll be a part of the top echelon here. That thought delighted her. That’s


    my dream life.